January 22, 2019

I had a wonderful dream about my daughter. She & I were shopping & having a good time, which hasn’t happened in a while. She was her old self, & that made my heart very happy.

I also dreamt about my DM this morning. I always love seeing him in my dreams. The happiness I feel is indescribable. As I woke up, I heard a song in my head that I haven’t thought of in a while:

“Baby, you’re all that I want.
When you’re lyin’ here in my arms,
I’m findin’ it hard to believe
We’re in heaven.
And love is all that I need,
And I found it there in your heart.
It isn’t too hard to see
We’re in heaven.”

Because I don’t listen to much music (I’m too busy writing & composing my own works), I don’t remember the last time I heard this song. But it’s the song “Heaven” by Bryan Adams.

This is happening more often. As I awaken from my dreams, I’m hearing a song (mostly the vocals, not so much the musical accompaniment) as my third eye goes nuts with purple visions. Day before yesterday, it was the Jackson 5 song “I’ll Be There”, but it was the Mariah Carey version.

“I’ll be there to protect you,
With an unselfish love that respects you.
Just call my name, and I’ll be there.
I’ll be there to comfort you,
Build my world of dreams around you.
Let me fill your heart with joy and laughter,
Togetherness, it’s all I’m after,
Just call my name, and I’ll be there.”

Also this morning, while the song “Heaven” still played in my head, I had a ton of third-eye activity, but it was the most clear I’ve ever had. Usually, the waves & shapes are in purple against a black background. Sometimes, the cosmos of stars is in the background, sometimes it’s a grid of dots.

This series of images had the wave of purple that emanates from the center & spreads out like it usually does, & huge wings were flapping on either side of the center of this. And in the center was a rapid succession of images of a person that were almost photographic quality instead of just the monochromatic lines, shapes, or silhouettes I’m accustomed to.

Over the course of several images, I realized the person I was seeing in these rapid-fire images was I. It was like going through a bunch of my selfies: my hair was down, my hair was up, sunglasses on, no sunglasses — all pics of me. It was my life actually flashing before my eyes … with these huge wings flapping the whole time on either side of this “mirror, mirror, on the wall” stuff in the center.

This ascension journey just gets weirder & weirder every day. And I’m loving it! I’m doing my work, & I guess/hope my Divine Masculine is doing his work, so we can anchor this “heaven” on earth.

trish

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